Maybe read this article then. I'm assuming you know that Jeff Thompson was one of the most feared bowlers when he was playing and not a trundler.
When Donald Bradman faced Jeff Thomson, without pads
ANDREW FAULKNER
The Australian, June 28, 2014
CRICKET tragics are prone to daydreams. The game's ambling pace allows time for flights of fancy.
Would Trumper take the long handle to Warne? How would Clarke deal with Grimmett? Lillee's bouncer versus Ponting's pull-shot anyone?
If only the greatest batsman of them all could be pitted against the fastest bowler.
Quit dreaming. It happened in an Adelaide backyard 36 years ago. Sir Donald Bradman faced Jeff Thomson on January 30, 1978.
And the 70-year-old Bradman carried the day against the Aussie quick, who in 1976 officially topped 160km/h and unofficially bowled much faster.
The day The Don tamed Thommo is told in Ashley Mallett's latest book, The Diggers' Doctor, a biography of well-known veteran of the Korean and Vietnam wars, leading grade paceman and avowed cricket tragic, doctor Donald Beard.
The occasion was a dinner hosted by Beard, now 89, attended by Bradman, Thomson, their wives and a few of Sunil Gavaskar's Indian tourists contesting the series-deciding fifth Test.
On a pre-dinner stroll in Beard's capacious Norwood garden, the guests came upon his teenage sons having a net on their full-length turf pitch (laid by feted Adelaide Oval groundsman Les Burdett).
Matthew Beard asked Bradman if he would like a bat. After some persuading Bradman faced up — no pads, gloves or box. He was armed with nothing but a Stuart Surridge bat.
“If Bradman's batting, Thomson's bowling,” Thomson said.
At first Thomson did little more than roll his arm over. He was understandably afraid of generating the headline: “Thomson kills Bradman in backyard Test."
But he wound up the pace when, wonder of all wonders, Bradman started handling him and the teenagers with ease — in his eighth decade, on a green wicket and without protection.
(Although it is doubtful Thomson could have generated anything like full pace given he had walked off Adelaide Oval clutching his hamstring the day before.) Thomson said what followed was one of the greatest experiences of his cricket life.
“He assumed an air of supreme confidence,” Thomson told Mallett. “It was as if Bradman was wearing a suit of armour; he was invincible. That little old guy in glasses was suddenly transformed into Don Bradman, the human thrashing machine.
“He did not play a false shot in 20 minutes of the most amazing batting I've ever seen.”
Soon it was over and they repaired to the house for dinner, where a distraught Bishan Bedi cursed his rotten luck: He was late to the function and so missed his chance to bowl to Bradman.
There was not another one.
“You know Jeff,” Bradman said over dinner. “I enjoyed that knock, but I'll never do it again.”
He was true to his word.
“And so I realised that I had been the last bowler ever to bowl against Don Bradman.”
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